Angel Beach

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Str:10 II Spd: 20 II Acc: 20 II Int: 10 Stm: 30 II Spr: 105

Had he died and gone to heaven? Lmfao not yet. The young marksmen, weapons at the ready scanned around angel beach. he was tired of all the people around here. He was going to dylan roof this whole s**t up, he was going to run around the streets shooting everybody and all because. Cause nothing!

Yeah he was a real slimy dog with nothing to lose. A loose cannon almost. With hate in his eyes he plotted he plotted about how he was going to get back at everyone. He was going to make them suffer for what they did to him. But what did they do you ask? I'll get back to you on that one. But the fact of the matter was it was going down! Yeah yeah, there was no turning back now. Draped in all black Thaddeus adorned his trench coat as well as his face paint. Stepping on to the sand of angel beach loaded pistols in each hand, an aura of darkness behind him he started his spree. Coming up on his first unsuspecting victim. A blonde starry eye'd young girl, lord knows why she was at the beach. She was a teenager, there were probably a million reasons she was at the beach, watching a equally young long haired boy emerge from the water. The wraith set his eyes on to the girl, halting his death march. To understand why, you had to understand his being, the state of is immortal soul. And he was born under this moon, with the evil one standing with him as his sponsor. And today what they seek was simply a display of emotion.

Davy told him to wait so he waited, he watched as the boy emerged from the water, swimming over to embrace his girlfriend. It was things that seemed so out of reach from him, he watched 2 souls converging into 1 perhaps. But it was the process which made it all more enjoyable. Watching the sweethearts, then Davy told him what he had to do. Walking up the couple could see something was off. Black outfit, face paint, trench coat. But before they could run A flash of light followed by a gunshot. Light divine lightning he sent a bullet racing through the lover boy's liver. Striking him down same as God did to Er. Standing over them his face as cold as the grave, and eyes in the same lifeless matter. He was a shell of a man, a drone of sorts whom's only programming was seek and destroy. But again that was the deal he made.

Watching the boy fall to the sand below. Thaddeus looked at the girl, searching for emotion he himself did not have. It was most succulent watching each phase go down, The shock, The disbelief, Then real genuine grief. The rarer the emotion the more delectable it was. As the broken girl clutched her boyfriend she looked up at the shooter, trying to get some sort of explanation, trying to say something. But just getting choked up in her own tears. Like the terminator he was stiff looking down with a stoic expression, Lifting his gun Thaddeus would jam it against the teen's temple. Trying to squeeze all the juicy bits out of her. Would she fold and submit to her fear, would she beg for her life?

Groveling the girl would let out what had seemed to be pleas, Davy reminded quiet for he had nothing to say about things like this, he had his own agenda. Without a second thought Thaddeus sqeezed the trigger sending bits and pieces of developing teenage brains all over the places, all over himself. For it seemed their was simply too much cowardice in the world today, If he had let that girl live she would have survived and reproduce spreading cowardice across the world.

"Money... Yes you're right we do need a bit of loot don't we buddy ol' pal of mine."

Like the scoundrel he was we went straight digging through the dead girls belongings. Scattering them about the beach like they were garbage. When he realized there was no loot to be found he would leave the couple together so they could have their alone time. And he went off like a wolf looking for it's prey, looking for the next soul he could target, looking for the next spot that had money so he could please Davy.

Setting his eyes on some quaint little gift shop, The ginger wraith made his way there, trying to clean the brain bits and blood off of himself. It really wasn't his style. Peeping through the window of the shop, he could see a tiny old lady was running it. Awe she looked so innocent. Too bad she was probably someones c**k sleeve back when she could still manage to get a drop of wetness in the Sahara desert that was between her legs.

"Hello hello hello."

Lightning would flash even on the sky islands, as the long haired death dealer poked his fiendish head in through the door. God, that woman should have locked it, she should have closed early, she should have retired and joined the choir like she always planned, she should have just felt sick today, she just shoulda never run into him, especially while he was with Davy. That Davy was a bad influence on him. Always telling him he needed to do this or that, always something more to do, never letting him rest. Grinning from east to west the lanky gunslinger slithered into the shop, and they said vampires need an invitation to enter. Something was off with this boy, the woman could tell just by the way he walked about the store, aimlessly, yet curious about everything. Yet even with her suspicion she wasn't armed. No for folk from the sky were a peaceful sort, or so they liked to believe. But just as Davy told him everyone was capable of evil.

Taking a little cherub stuffed animal off the shelf, Thaddeus looked at it, thinking about the life he could have had with his younger sister, life he traded for, and for a moment it broke his smile. But just like real friends do whenever he was down Davy would come around and pick his spirits right back up again confirming to him it was a good purchase. Using some of the blood stained money he picked up off his last kill, Thaddeus walked to the counter hands shaky he placed the doll on the counter.

"My sisters outta love this."

While he made her feel uneasy, he was still a customer all the same, knowing that even a scary guy like him cared deeply for some one spoke volumes to her. Perhaps it was too soon to judge him.

"Ah yes, It one of our more popular buys, It'll be 25,000 extol."

The gunslinger placing the bloody money on the counter would simply space out. Staring way beyond their conversation. The shop keeper looking at the blood stained money would get a chill sent down her spine.

"Uh-uh sir, where did you-"

The woman would be thrown against the back shelf, blood splattering all over toys and other assorted sentiments. Her body flung from the force of the shells blowing a grapefruit sized hole into here. Her old frail body toppling down lifelessly. However emotion isn't what he was here for, as Davy commanded he began stuffing as much money as in could into the pockets of his jeans, with it he could buy more guns more ammo. Doing just as he was told, and as he was told that the law as coming. The skinny man took off running, back to the rat hole just as Davy planned.

[Raid! Angel Beach: 1,300/ 1,250]

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